I am very useful... sometimes.

Up early for church again at St John's Dee Why, and found myself sitting next to "sings off key and recites the creed out of time in a very loud voice man". There was a woman there who was celebrating her 90th birthday next week. If my mum were a regular in this parish, she would probably arrange the whole celebration. Mum is like that. I'm not. I'm not sure that I'm willing to make sacrifices to take care of people I don't find interesting. And that's another reason I probably shouldn't become a priest.

More helping MCZ move. This time I was clearing stuff out of her mum's garage before the removalists came, which reminded me of clearing stuff out of the garage in Collaroy. They even had a kayak. A coffee from the cafe down the street and I'm good. Yes I work cheap.

No gym today or at all on the weekend. Moving work was the only workout I got. Tomorrow.